Well, a marriage between Friends is … between the Friends marrying. No clergyman, I mean, and no specific prayer or service. The two Friends marry each other, rather than it being considered a sacrame...
What are you doing with the child? I inquired cautiously.I'm teachin' young James here the fine art of not pissing on his feet, he explained.
What he felt, though, was the echo of her flesh, and the reverberations of their farewell, with all its doubts and pleasures.
What possessed ye, woman, to hit me in the heid wi' a fish whilst I was fighting for my life?
What would I do if he forbade me to go? Alternatives raced through my mind, everything from planting the ivory letter-opener between his ribs to burning down the house with him in it. The only idea I...
What’s that you two were shouting at each other? He put his hands to his mouth and hooted, GOOOOOON! in a deep, echoing voice that made the others laugh. Have ye never heard a war cry before? Jamie as...
When God closes a door, he opens a window. Yeah. The problem was that this particular window opened off the tenth story, and he wasn't so sure God supplied parachutes.
When I asked my Da how ye knew which was the right women, he told me when the time came, I'd have no doubt. And I didn't. When I woke in the dark under that fruit tree on the road to Leoch with you si...
When I'd lost him the first time, before Culloden, I'd remembered every moment of our last night together. Tiny things would come back to me through the years: the taste of salt on his temple and the...
When she was small, she would wake on summer mornings to hear the chatter of her father’s lawnmower underneath her window; his voice calling out in greeting to a neighbor. She had felt safe, protected...
When the light came, it would fall just so, across his pillow. She’d see his sleeping face in the light: the jackstraw hair, the fading bruise on his temple, the deep-set eyes, closed in innocence. He...
When ye set about a difficult quest—if ye’re Kahnyen’kehaka, I mean—ye generally go aside for a time, to fast and pray for guidance. We havena time to be doing that now, of course. But often, while ye...
Why d'ye talk to yourself?''It assures me of a good listener.
Why, what's the matter wi' the poor child? she demanded of Jamie. Has she had an accident o' some sort?No, it's only she's married me, he said, though if ye care to call it an accident, ye may.
With a sudden jerk of her bulky handbag, Claire Randall had bumped both whisky glasses off the table, showering Roger’s lap and thighs with single malt whisky
Ye lost your parents young, mo nighean donn, and wandered about the world, rootless. Ye loved Frank—his mouth compressed for an instant, but I thought he was unconscious of it—and of course ye love Br...
Ye must always give money for a new blade, he explained, half smiling. So it kens ye for its owner, and willna turn on ye.
Ye werena the first lass I kissed, he said softly. But I swear you'll be the last.
Yes, she said. Jamie's part of me. So are you. ... But neither of you is all of me, she said softly, back turned. I am... what I am. Doctor, nurse, healer, witch - whatever folk call it, the name does...
Yes, he said softly. I know about him. It doesn’t
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